Why hello special snowflake
How rare for us to come across
How exquisite for us to meet Here
Here could lay the purpose of our existence
Can you hear the weeping sounds?
Fair enough, we do differ in states of decay
I am here to remember by an happier period of time
Do miss me when I am gone
You, for once, are Here to celebrate the announcement
Of this funeral that I should have never seen

Perish the thought, the degree at which I burn
Release, oh sweet release
I promised you that and thus I haven't come close to this..
Nor worth a penny, thief sparing a chance (change comes by cheap)
Do miss me when I am gone

I were the bad news
And you the naive salesman, conned upon
Silly for you skipped a beat and jumped a penalty
Painful for I lay dead and you managed to escape
This torment is a lesson and education has a price
Last consolation prize, a smack and wink for a tease
Sorrow that knew only my tomorrows

I fucked up and cannot afford the swearing fee
Fuck.

Remind me, next year, maybe, how tired silence felt like.

How have you been

You my fool

Silly bum, same old aged faced squire

Ol' desires sink the same in the ocean

The reach the same, a struggle or a dance per corner

Level me this, riddle it ain't one nor two

We can both swim, truth be told float as well

Why have I so eagerly disappeared

If I meant so little to you

Why have you given yourself away

Once, or twice really

It has been told, I seem to recall

How these little, precious, things whose worth

Be told, surely, be worth doing slow

I was, perhaps, in the haste of mind, in a rush

I could apologize but I don't seem to have noticed

How poorly, little, belittle, you have seemed to have minded

My absence, it would appear!, has given you away

Lord, I have a confession of late

I happen to lie all the time

I am anything but close to fine

I identify poorly with who They say I am

The actions I have been linked to

Cause me grave pain and a general sense of confusion

Remind me, how to undo the tiresome soul crushing boredom

Of this condition, this fatal disease one calls Life

My deepest sorrow

Could be how thoughtfully I forget

Something.